"Well, I've never had anyone over, but my friends know how to put on clothes, so maybe that bit is strange. Otherwise, you are totally normal guy. Apart from the fact that you were once only seen by one person," Will replied, lying on the other side of the bed. He didn't go under the duvet, the night was hotter than usual, and Will was too warm in his pyjamas, but he didn't complain. He'd gave the better ones to Shane without a second thought. After all, Shane did everything without a second thought for Will when they were younger. He sent a quick text to Jake.
See you around...not. Thanks a lot, bro. You were no help with my brother. Just make him freak out more.
Pressing send, Will sighed quietly, and switched his phone off. He stared bluntly at the ceiling. "This is your life. Wake up. Eat. Talk. Sleep. You can't escape it Will. Shane is stuck with you until you die. You are stuck with Shane until you die. Stop believing Shane will die. You are now just another guy with a clingy friend. This is your life. You can't escape it," a loud voice told him that only he could hear. He shuddered. That wasn't his life. Shane wasn't clingy. And he was always "just another guy."
Just another guy.
The thing Will didn't want to be.